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Chapter 110: Durnak, The Blacksmith
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... turning toward the door.
Durnak followed immediately, his heavy steps echoing faintly behind him, each movement carrying the dull sound of metal grinding against bone.
They moved through the quiet streets of the town, passing dim torches and silent buildings, until they reached a structure near the inner district. It was not large, nor was it anything special at first glance, just a simple workshop built from stone and wood, its exterior darkened by soot and years of use.
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